Faded (feat. Rick Ross)

Red Cafe

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    [chorus]
    I got a feeling
    A real good feeling
    I'mma be faded
    The bar is open
    We just bought it
    I'mma be faded
    Let the champaign p-o-o-o-ur
    P-o-o-o-ur, p-o-o-o-ur
    Let the champaign p-o-o-o-ur
    P-o-o-o-ur, p-o-o-o-ur

    [red cafe]
    Damn i look good, somebody take a photo
    I run my his-house, you can ask jojo
    Yank fitted on, my money on jeter
    My girls all dimes, lou vuitton divas
    I'm fly like an overnight letter
    Shorty sleep with me
    Make your overnights wetter
    Better i'm faded (i'm faded)
    And tonight i'm gonna get wasted
    See to everybody listening, if it's on i'mma get at 'em
    I can say whatever i'm a tax paying citizen
    Middle finger up, i aint got a conscience
    I just go hard like the trio from yonkers
    Head honcho, kush in the console
    Bad boy, now they shook like cosmo's
    I'm all that, everyday all black
    Got ciroc on deck so i'm faded off that

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    [rick ross]
    Two homes on the block
    Each one mill and this ring on my finger is an e one deal
    Canary yellow stone, can't be faded
    Fatigue belt, 45 made for the navy
    Young n-ggas ready to grapple down ya buildin'
    I'm living chilling, arms wrapped around a brazilian
    In the presence of a don, be cautious but calm
    Can't be faded, two pills a charm
    She licks on my chest, reading tatts on my arm
    Hit her form the back, same time my mind blown
    Speechless so she scream in silence
    A real bad boy and all my speeches violent

    [chorus]

    [red cafe]
    Pour for them white girls, them light girls
    We just buy all these bottles cause it excites girls
    Yeah shorty go on kill a runway
    I knew you would have been a supermodel one day
    I'm mashing out lighting up on a highway
    Shit, i'm supposed to be high
    It's the highway
    Anybody wanna eat? come saddle up
    My team getting money, everybody tatted up
    Marqee status, flights no baggage
    Dope dicks make these hoes cafe addicts
    And i am the most hated
    Bottles to the face, shake it up then spray it

    [chorus]

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